[Bright and early, Crash rushed out into the direction of the Palazzo as fast as he could, shifting into the faster travel form as he went.
While he considered knocking on the place's front door, the minotaur stopped to peer about at the mud, still wet and soft beneath his claws. Surely it wouldn't be rude if he walked around to check for dragon tracks or a freshly dug pangolin lizard burrow, right?
Still in his travel form, Crash decided to do just that, sniffing and snorting with a decent nose that mostly smelled water and mud, and swiveling his ears for a sign of where Basil might be. He is of course worried about the poor kid, for obvious reasons.]
Sep 22nd, Post-event
While he considered knocking on the place's front door, the minotaur stopped to peer about at the mud, still wet and soft beneath his claws. Surely it wouldn't be rude if he walked around to check for dragon tracks or a freshly dug pangolin lizard burrow, right?
Still in his travel form, Crash decided to do just that, sniffing and snorting with a decent nose that mostly smelled water and mud, and swiveling his ears for a sign of where Basil might be. He is of course worried about the poor kid, for obvious reasons.]